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The corporate pathway.
I'm doing some temping and living the life of a normal office worker.
That's what i'm doing now.
I'm treating it with the same attitude as my Welfare Flavoured Sabatical of 2006. Let's call it a pod farm sabatical. Although that makes it sound Copelandesque and cooler than actually it is.
Its normal.
My numb flavoured insulation sabatical. That's better...i'll work on that...

So not much to say.

I've been shuffling perforated paper into administrative patterns.
I don't like feeling normal in a normal space, although there is something secure about it, something slightly reassuring about the repetitive tasks, the lack of pressure to be all singing and all dancing...
Its not unbearable, or even unpleasant and it will pay some of the bills, but I don't like it just on principle...its kinda beige and quiet in my head. A bit too grown up and sensible.
It takes away something or something is missing from inside. One way or the other, I feel distant in myself....ha! I actually feel comfortably numb. :)

I think I'm maybe working on a series of new images that will story board the experience. I've uploaded some (www.flickr.com/photos/epac_island) and I think I may even have a working title;
N/everchanging scene and/or DaysEmpty.
Its a start. A project to play with. See what happens.

As part of my refocusing, I have started to collate and build some previous projects too, The Meanwhile In Montreal/Attack of the Things That Were Not There stuff, The Coventry Tales and ±Momentography. Would like to put each together as a series of actual books.
Art is all about the narrative in presentation afterall.
You never know, depublishing and the monkey may yet actually publish something... That'd be fun.

Heh.

Ah now, yes, right. Here's a song that I found myself singing yesterday and today.

Song: Married With Children
Artist: Oasis
Album: Definitely Maybe

:)